Gridcosm

Artist matrix

Grid poem

jon was feverishly sketching, scheming,scraping pixels, staring at the screen. I salute you oh Sito for bringing meover hundreds of miles of travel and hundreds of cups of coffee,thus inspiringthousands of levels of fabulous absurdity.These looklike stuck pixels on a defectiveinformation superhighway, they drift inevitably to entropy

Getting around

To navigate,
click the outer edges of the grid to
zoom-out
(up one level). Click the center of the grid to
zoom-in
(down one level).